She had recently lost her job. Her family business was sinking. Her father had just been rescued and brought back home safely after yet another unannounced trip outside home, lost in the shadows of dementia. Her mother was struggling to take care of her own health even as she tried her best to look after her husband. And one of the many caretakers who joined and left, had walked away with all the savings of the family.
Then life became a song, several songs, for all of them, at least for a few days. It was not an easy decision, but the daughter decided to take on the additional responsibility of moving her parents to her own place. Steeped as the family was in music, it was but natural for all of them to gather around his bed and sing song after song and play antakshari. The change in the father was very visible. He smiled. Life returned to his eyes. His fingers remained rigidly curved but he would make an attempt to clap whenever he won the singing game. And he did win multiple times because he knew which songs to sing. The musical notes drove away their loneliness. No longer were they two bodies in another corner of the town that others were obliged to look after. There was no changing tomorrow. Today they sang. Then one night the father indicated that he wanted to go home to that lonely house where he lived with his wife. He was insistent. The daughter obliged. A late-night ambulance took them there. All the paraphernalia that had moved with them went back. Tired, the daughter decided to take it easy for a couple of days. Until her mother called. He had stopped trying to talk. Eyes closed. Not moving at all. The daughter rushed. Holding his hand, she called out to him. With great effort, he tried to open his eyes. Apparently, he recognised her. Just one word escaped his mouth: “sing.” And she sang. His favourite song. His face transformed. He was almost smiling. The next day he passed away in peace, at home. Life has pulled her back to its many inevitable chores and testing challenges. But she is unable to fill that gap. She knows somewhere he is listening. And applauding whenever she sings. So, she sings on.
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Rahul Deshpande
27/4/2024 11:19:06 pm
Very touching tribute, Vijay. Thank you
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Farzana
28/4/2024 04:02:37 pm
It's very touching ... Aptly worded. 🙏🏽
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Ramesh
28/4/2024 04:09:17 pm
Your story stroked a melancholy chord in the core of my heart. Keep it up and stay blessed
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Pushkar
28/4/2024 04:58:06 pm
A narrative that stands in front of your eyes... brings a ray of sunshine in the cold and dark ambience...brings calm to the agitated mind...
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Seated in the balcony of my daughter's apartment I see the huge, bulbous clouds pass by on the Lisbon sky as I read this. Your piece moved me bringing tears in my eyes. I took have experienced similar feelings. Your piece was too short. I felt cheated. Because I was expecting more. More words which would make me feel.
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Shernaz
28/4/2024 05:01:14 pm
Beautifully written as always. Very touching
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Sivagurunathan V
28/4/2024 05:15:45 pm
Like a candle in the darkness of lost memories! Subtly brings out the bitter truth that we don’t know what happens next and the importance of utilising the opportunity to express love in the now. Much respect to the family for the exemplary grit amidst all the natural chaos of life.
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Yogesh
28/4/2024 06:24:08 pm
Very inspiring and heart touching story Vijay, your articulation and dedication shine through every word.
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Sonali Kulkarni
28/4/2024 10:25:16 pm
Sincere appreciation for such a worth reading, heart touching and inspiring article. Your words beautifully captured the essence of resilience and positivity, reminding us all of the beauty that can be found in life's challenges. Thank you for sharing such a uplifting message.
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Suprabha
29/4/2024 07:58:23 am
There is no changing tomorrow. Today they sang.
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Dhruv Shirpurkar
29/4/2024 10:29:25 am
Very beautiful and touching💙
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Prerna Shah
21/5/2024 06:02:41 pm
Very touching story! Beautifully written, as always.
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